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Words to work out by (Bieber fever!)

Friday, May 13, 2011

My pal Mary asked me for some suggestions for workout songs the other day, and I sent her a big list of my favorites. Then I realized making that list was a lot of effort to only show one person. So. Here, Internet!

I actually have about 600 songs I play in my car on random, and I usually just put that same list on shuffle at the gym. Inevitably, though, I end up skipping through 87 trillion slow wine-and-cheese numbers. I should probably make a playlist. But. Nah. I barely have time to put on pants.

Here is what I sent Mary, plus a few extra. Mary was highly distressed, disillusioned, confused and betrayed that I let the Biebs slip in. But what can I say? That song is catchy as a mitt, and anyone who disagrees is LYING. Try it. Your biceps will be jacked.

I find it also helps to imagine a giant, floating publishing contract while working out, or whatever else you may desire (a cheese danish, a raise, gender equality, etc...). Then, throw on the tunes, furrow your brow and run toward the giant, floating pastry/contract/money/lofty ideal.

This is not a playlist for a single workout, mind you. That would be like four hours, and if I did that every time I went to the gym, I'd look like Giselle Bundchen. Minus two feet of legs. And minus the sexy Brazilian genetics. Plus some cheeseburgers.

2 comments
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First off, your comment re: Born This Way just gave me the biggest smile of the day. My workout mix (called "Badass Fatass", a title I shamelessly borrowed from a friend) shares only three songs in common with yours (Remember the Name, Hey Ya! and Like a G6), a clear indication that I am showing every one of my nearly 42 years in my music selection. I'm going to give several of the songs on your list a listen to try to raise the hip factor on my playlist, thanks for posting it here.